[Intro]
One, two, three, pick
[Verse 1]
Johnson he went riding
As fast as he could ride
When he thought he heard a woman
He heard a woman cry
[Verse 2]
So Johnson gettin' off his horse
And lookin' all around
If he came upon a woman
With her hair pinned to the ground
[Verse 3]
A woman, dearest woman
Who's fright is the worst fright
Which brought you here this mornin'
With her hair pinned to the ground
[Verse 4]
"It were three bold and a-strugglin' men
With swords out and in hand
Where brought me here this mornin'
With my hair pinned to the ground"
One, two, three, pick
[Verse 1]
Johnson he went riding
As fast as he could ride
When he thought he heard a woman
He heard a woman cry
[Verse 2]
So Johnson gettin' off his horse
And lookin' all around
If he came upon a woman
With her hair pinned to the ground
[Verse 3]
A woman, dearest woman
Who's fright is the worst fright
Which brought you here this mornin'
With her hair pinned to the ground
[Verse 4]
"It were three bold and a-strugglin' men
With swords out and in hand
Where brought me here this mornin'
With my hair pinned to the ground"
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